Have any of you ever had those days where you feel like you're in an actual argument with yourself?
Like, having a productive day at physical therapy, knowing you've made progress, and knowing you'll make it eventually, but then there's the other side of you that's just fed up with everything and wants to either go into a nice coma or commit arson.
I can't be the only one with those thoughts, right?
But a bright side, someone introduced me to that British Baking show and I just binged an entire season.